Chapter 20 Internship
◎Who is her lover?◎
Before Ji Jinmao took any action, the final exams were over and students from Hunan Public Security University were leaving the school one after another.
Zhang Yalan used all her strength to persuade Zhao Xiangwan to come home for dinner. In the old house of the Engineering Bureau, Yuan Dongmei prepared a sumptuous meal, five dishes and a soup, a combination of meat and vegetables, and the aroma was fragrant.
Zhang Yalan placed a can of honey-flavored drink in front of Zhao Xiangwan, raised the drink in her hand, and her eyes were full of gratitude: "Xiangwan, thank you very much, let's be good friends for life?"
Zhao Xiangwan received her heartfelt gratitude, opened the can, and after a "slurp" sound, he raised the drink in his hand and smiled: "Okay."
Yuan Dongmei's smile was full of love and trust. She put a big chicken drumstick into Zhao Xiangwan's bowl and said, "Xiangwan, thank you. Come back with Yalan to eat on weekends. Auntie will cook whatever you want. Just treat it like your own home."
After the divorce, Yuan Dongmei was in a state of panic for a while, but gradually, because "she had enough food and was not worried", she began to adapt to this carefree single life.
She gets up in the morning to clean the house, cooks a bowl of noodles for herself, then goes out to buy groceries. When she comes back, she cooks and tidies up. In her free time, she uses a crochet hook to crochet sofa towels, refrigerator cloths, and slippers. There are many handmade works of hers piled up in the house.
After the neighbors learned about the situation, they all felt sympathy for Yuan Dongmei and came to visit, comfort and encourage her from time to time. They had all lived in the same community for more than ten years, and Yuan Dongmei felt warm in her heart because of their kindness. She gave her handmade works as gifts, and the neighbors became friendly and happy.
Yuan Dongmei was grateful to Zhao Xiangwan from the bottom of her heart.
If Zhao Xiangwan had not supported her gently and firmly, encouraged her to bravely fight for the benefits she deserved, and brought in teachers, police, and lawyers to help her and resolve her worries, she would probably still be obsessed with her mistakes.
Thinking of this, Yuan Dongmei smiled and picked up another piece of fried fish and a meatball for Zhao Xiangwan... She didn't stop until Zhao Xiangwan's bowl was full and there was no more room.
Under Yuan Dongmei's eager gaze, Zhao Xiangwan ate until her belly was full. She burped and put down her chopsticks: "Auntie, you're welcome..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Zhang Shihu's voice came from outside the house: "Dongmei, Dongmei, open the door!"
Yuan Dongmei heard Zhang Shihu's voice and subconsciously looked at Zhang Yalan. Zhang Yalan stood up suddenly, without fear: "He still has the nerve to come back? I'll go open the door!"
Zhang Yalan opened the door and Zhao Xiangwan stood side by side with her.
Behind Zhang Shihu stood several neighbors, all of whom had heard the noise and came out to see the excitement.
As soon as Zhang Shihu saw Zhang Yalan and Zhao Xiangwan, his face became gloomy and he cursed, but he did not take any action.
The neighbors were talking about it.
"What are you doing here after getting divorced?"
"You don't want such a good wife like Yuan Dongmei, you must be blinded by shit!"
"It's wrong to break up a good family like this."
Zhang Yalan sneered: "Dad, why are you here in such a cold weather instead of accompanying your son?"
Zhang Shihu looked up at Zhang Yalan, his voice much gentler than usual: "Let your mother come out, I want to talk to her."
[Damn it, I knew that bitches are unreliable. That bitch Liu Liju actually ran away with my money! Whose child is the one in her belly? Is it not mine? This is fucking bullshit! I was so devoted to her that I spent a house and 50,000 yuan to get a divorce. I was going to marry her and live with her, but she ran away! ]
Zhao Xiangwan nodded secretly after hearing what Zhang Shihu was thinking. Liu Liju was afraid that the child would be found to be not Zhang Shihu's after birth, so she simply took the opportunity to run away with the money. Now Zhang Shihu has lost both his money and his life, he deserves it!
Zhang Yalan shook her head: "Tell me what's going on. My mother doesn't want to see you."
Zhang Shihu's face flushed, he coughed a few times, and finally he put down his airs and said, "Well, I was wrong to hit your mother before, and I promise I won't do it again in the future."
Liu Liju took away all his savings, the two new houses were not yet in hand, the project had an accident and was ordered to be rectified, and he did not receive a penny of bonus this month. All kinds of misfortunes piled up together, and Zhang Shihu felt that he had been unlucky since his divorce.
When people are in adversity, they will always try to pray to God. Zhang Shihu found a fortune teller, who told him that Yuan Dongmei was his benefactor, and that the reason why he was able to become a project manager from a small construction worker and make a fortune was because of the help of the benefactor. Now that he is getting divorced and driving the benefactor away, naturally everything will go wrong.
After hearing what the master said, Zhang Shihu lowered his head.
"Ya Lan, I was wrong before, you and your mother please forgive me. I now know that women out there are all hypocritical, and only married couples can show true love in times of trouble. You are my daughter, I raised you until you were 18 years old, even if I feel a little regretful because you are not a son, but I have never lacked food and clothing for you, I carried you everywhere when you were a child, I also treated you to a feast when you were admitted to university, and praised you to everyone I met. Everyone makes mistakes, now I know I was wrong, please forgive daddy."
Zhang Yalan really couldn't control herself and laughed out loud three times towards the sky.
"Hahaha!"
"Why? When you were rich, you were so proud of yourself that you complained that my mother only knew how to do housework and that I was a useless daughter. Now that you have suffered setbacks outside, you start to remember the good points of me and my mother?"
A pair of warm hands stroked Zhang Yalan's head, and Yuan Dongmei said softly, "Yalan, Mom will listen to you. We will ignore him."
Seeing Yuan Dongmei finally show up, Zhang Shihu was ashamed: "Dongmei, Dongmei, we have been married for 20 years, please don't be so heartless. I have admitted my fault, let's live together in the future."
Yuan Dongmei shook her head: "Zhang Shihu, don't come to me again in the future."
Zhao Xiangwan suddenly spoke. Her voice was clear and had the agility unique to a young girl, just like the flow of a stream, quiet and leisurely.
"Zhang Shihu, once you've done something, you have to admit it."
Zhang Shihu stared at Zhao Xiangwan blankly for a second, then suddenly became furious.
He jumped up, pointed his right hand at Zhao Xiangwan, and cursed: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! If you hadn't said something about paternity test, Liu Liju wouldn't have run away; if you hadn't instigated it, my wife wouldn't have divorced me. You are so young and naughty, you keep meddling in other people's affairs all day long, you will get what you deserve!"
Zhao Xiangwan was neither angry nor resentful: "Aren't you the one who is being punished?"
Her eyes were so clear that they reflected Zhang Shihu's dirty heart. Thinking of the master's comments, Zhang Shihu felt cold all over.
A northern wind blew in from the stairwell on the first floor and blew into Zhang Shihu's neck. He shivered and his teeth chattered.
Some mistakes can't be undone.
At eight o'clock the next morning, Zhao Xiangwan reported to the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Xing City Public Security Bureau to start her winter vacation internship.
He Mingyu took Zhao Xiangwan to the logistics support department to pick up the uniform and said happily, "Zhao Xiangwan, I'm so happy to know you're coming for an internship! You made a contribution in the last case of the decapitated female corpse, so Captain Xu applied for an internship and prepared a full set of uniforms for you, waiting for you to come and pick them up."
Wearing a light green shirt, dark blue tie, and olive green single-breasted suit, Zhao Xiangwan looks dashing and eye-catching in his winter clothes.
The office building of Xing City Public Security Bureau has a total of seven floors, with a double-sided corridor layout. The 1.5-meter-wide corridor in the middle has windows for natural light only at the east and west ends, making it a bit dark.
As the two female police officers walked to the serious crime unit office on the second floor, they heard Xu Songling's loud voice coming from the opposite side.
"Go check! Go ask! I don't believe that we can't find the deceased's lover!"
Zhao Xiangwan glanced at He Mingyu, who smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know if you are lucky or not. When I first started my internship, our team received a homicide case. The identity of the deceased has been confirmed, but the man she was with is still unknown."
As they talked, He Mingyu led Zhao Xiangwan into the office of the Serious Case Unit.
The office is about 20 square meters. The Serious Case Team has connected two of them, giving them a wide view. Seven desks are placed randomly, with stationery, documents, and personal belongings scattered all over the desks. With the simple decoration and tough metal cabinets, the office has a kind of wild beauty.
Zhao Xiangwan's slender figure stepped into the office. Xu Songling, who was scolding someone, saw her out of the corner of his eye and quickly turned his head. His cold expression softened a little and he waved at her: "Come on, Zhao Xiangwan, say hello to everyone."
Zhao Xiangwan stood with a smile: "Hello, everyone."
"Hello, Zhao Xiangwan."
"Junior sister, you are finally here!"
"That's great. With Zhao Xiangwan here, we won't have to worry about this case not being solved."
Everyone cheered amidst warm applause.
Zhu Feipeng raised his eyebrows excitedly: "Little Junior Sister, you're here for the best. It's time to use you." I took a week off and sorted out a week's worth of files. I was extremely bored. Finally, a big case came up, but I didn't have any clues. Zhao Xiangwan's arrival was just the right time and ingenious.
Xu Songling didn't bother to be polite and pointed to a bare desk by the window: "That's your desk, just use it for now. But... I guess you don't have time to sit down, so you can go to Tianranju Hotel with He Mingyu and Zhu Feipeng to investigate this morning."
"Yes!" Zhao Xiangwan, He Mingyu and Zhu Feipeng responded loudly at the same time.
"Liu Liangju, Ai Hui and his team will go to Weng Pingfang's unit to investigate."
"yes!"
"Huang Yuande and Zhu Kang will lead a team to investigate at Weng Pingfang's home."
"yes!"
After arranging the six members of the team, Xu Songling picked up a file and handed it to Zhao Xiangwan: "Take ten minutes to familiarize yourself with the case first, and then let He Mingyu give you a detailed introduction on the way."
大家都是熟人，一起斷過案、喝過酒、吃過飯，算是一個戰壕裏出來的戰友，沒那麽多虛禮。趙向晚将帶來的随身物品放在屬于自己的辦公桌上，便和何明玉、朱飛鵬一起出了門。
案件發生在天然居酒店，三天前，1992年1月11日。
一位名叫翁萍芳的年青女性被掐死在酒店2108房間，生前有過性行為，現場有掙紮痕跡，頸間掐痕清晰，從印記上來看，兇手戴着棉紗手套，沒有留下指紋。水杯留有指紋，床上、枕邊收集到毛發，因為死者被發現時酒店人員進出較多，現場腳印痕跡破壞嚴重，無法采集。
死者戴着金耳環、金項鏈，現場留下的背包內財物沒有損失。
驅車前往酒店的路上，何明玉有些不屑地補充着情況。
“翁萍芳原本是農村戶口，經人介紹和省建機廠的業務員潘國慶結婚之後進城，在城東一家咖啡廳當服務員。因為人長得漂亮、嘴巴甜，挺招男人喜歡。她丈夫潘國慶經常在外面跑業務，長期不在家，也就過年期間在家的時候多一點。這個女人，男人不在家就每個星期往外面跑，跑幾十裏路跑到城西酒店開房，能幹什麽？肯定是找了個情人呗。”
趙向晚問：“每個星期都到天然居酒店開房？”
何明玉哼了一聲：“是啊，酒店入住名單上寫得清清楚楚，一個月總有那麽兩、三回，都在周六晚上過來，第二天一早離開。翁萍芳行事很謹慎，知道自己做的事見不得光，總是獨來獨往，她從不和酒店服務員聊天說話，也不打電話訂餐。一般都是電話訂房，到了之後找前臺拿了房卡進去，之後就不再出來。”
趙向晚問：“有沒有找翁萍芳的朋友、同事了解過，她的情人是誰？”
何明玉搖搖頭：“翁萍芳口風緊，從來沒有和任何人提過她有情人。”
“她愛人知道嗎？”
“不知道。我們通知潘國慶來認屍的時候，他的悲傷與震驚不像是表演出來的。他長期不在家，不清楚妻子已經出軌。”
“有沒有一種可能，情人并不是固定的？”
何明玉皺眉：“不是固定的？翁萍芳私生活不至于這麽混亂吧？她男人雖然長年不在家，但聽說賺錢不少，又疼她疼得不得了，工資存折和資金、提成都交給她管，不至于寂寞成這樣吧？”
朱飛鵬一邊開車一邊插話：“這麽有規律、這麽謹慎，翁萍芳找的這個情人恐怕身份地位比較高，不敢讓人知道。情殺的案子我遇到過不少，一般寂寞男女搞一夜情緣的，都不會這麽小心翼翼。”
何明玉說：“對，當時調查入住名單、詢問酒店服務員的時候我就有這種感覺。只是問來問去，酒店這邊口風一致，都說沒有見到那個男人。許隊這回讓你跟着我們去，恐怕也是想看看有什麽遺漏的線索。”
通過核對酒店的入住名單，調查翁萍芳的工作單位、家庭情況，反饋過來的信息彙總，最後的疑問全都卡在翁萍芳死前最後見過的男人是誰這個問題上。
趙向晚：“酒店做了人員登記嗎？”
何明玉：“做是做了，不過只登記了翁萍芳的信息。”
趙向晚：“所有酒店工作人員都沒見過翁萍芳的情人？”
何明玉：“酒店服務員并不清楚。”
趙向晚：“有沒有問過保潔員？”
何明玉：“負責二樓的保潔員什麽都不知道。”
趙向晚覺得匪夷所思：“入住近兩年的顧客死在酒店，酒店上下竟然都不知道？”
何明玉也有這個感覺：“挨着個地問了一遍，都說不知道，奇怪。”
朱飛鵬：“這回我們再挨着個地問，看能不能找到什麽線索。我就不信，他能隐身不成！悄悄潛入酒店，吃幹抹淨殺了人就想走？”
趙向晚問：“和翁萍芳私下約會的男人就一定是兇手嗎？”
朱飛鵬穩穩地開着車：“沒有任何財務損失，顯然不是搶劫殺人；死者性格開朗不與人争執，仇殺的可能性小；酒店人員簡單，房門一關誰也不理，激情殺人的可能性小；這麽一排除，情殺的可能性非常大。所以，那個與死者約會的男人是目前最大的嫌疑犯。”
三個人來到酒店。
天然居酒店地處城西，雖然與城市中心相距較遠，但因為南臨關西大道，背靠落霞山，交通方便、空氣清新、環境優美，因此平時生意還不錯。
進入臘月之後，落霞山游客稀少，酒店生意比較冷清。三天前出現人命案，天然居酒店的衛經理自覺倒黴，看到警方再次上門詢問取證态度便有些敷衍，将朱飛鵬三個人領進經理辦公室，應付式地回答着問題。
“警察同志，我也不知道啊。”
“只登記了一個人的身份證信息，有沒有訪客我們也管不了的。”
“還是上午服務員打掃房間才發現有人死在床上，我們第一時間報了警，至于查案……還得靠公安局嘛。”
【一遍一遍又一遍，同樣的問題警察都問了無數遍了，還來問。我要是知道兇手是誰，早就說出來了，哪裏還會等到現在！酒店裏出了人命真是晦氣，你們是警察就去查案啊，不要再來騷擾我們。三天兩頭地有警察上門，酒店生意還做不做？】
酒店做的就是迎來送往的生意，要的是服務與口碑，高中寒暑假曾在縣城賓館打過工的趙向晚非常清楚這一點。衛經理對警察詢問的态度這麽不配合，主要是擔心影響酒店的生意。
與衛經理溝通了半個小時，依然一無所獲，訪客是誰、有什麽特征、什麽時候來、什麽時候離開，誰也不知道。
何明玉合上筆記本，認真看着衛經理：“衛經理，請你把事發當時的值班表提供給我們，所有的前臺服務員、客房服務、保潔、餐廳工作人員……我們都要再見一次。”
衛經理的表情一言難盡。
【媽的，這幫子警察只知道問、問、問！問能問出個屁啊。翁萍芳是我們酒店的常客，每個周末都會來訂一次房和她的情人約會，前臺服務員都認得她。和她私會的男人我也聽底下員工議論過，每次都是晚上七、八點過來，十點左右離開，行蹤躲閃、遮遮掩掩，像個小偷一樣。
只是，這事兒能到處說嗎？我們酒店位置偏僻、又靠近落霞山，經常有情人私會，那些做皮肉生意的女人也沒少把男人帶到這裏來。要是知道我們酒店是風月場所，城西派出所掃黃組第一個就得上門，那将來生意還做不做？老板專門打電話過來交代我們閉嘴，只能一問三不知、死撐着不說，等這陣風頭一過，公安局當懸案了結，一切就能恢複正常。】
趙向晚安靜地站在一旁，一邊傾聽衛經理的心中所想，一邊看着何明玉和朱飛鵬對照值班名單一個一個地詢問，生怕有漏網之魚。
明明查住宿記錄，翁萍芳是常客，入住很有規律，但因為酒店老板、衛經理下過死命令，底下員工什麽都不敢說，因此獲得的信息都是些無用的老生常談。
“翁萍芳一般都是下午過來，睡一晚上第二天早上離開，她人長得漂亮，說話細聲細氣很溫柔，但從不和我們服務員閑聊，我們也不了解她。”
“有沒有訪客我不知道，每天進酒店的人那麽多，男女老少都有，我們哪裏分得出來誰是她要見的人？”
“上次我就和你們說過，我只負責打掃客房衛生，每天早上九點、下午三點開始，只有确認客人離開才能拿房卡開門，絕對不會随便進去。發現有人死在客房我吓都吓死了，你問的這些我也不知道啊。”
眼見得朱飛鵬擡手揉眉心，心情煩躁地想要結束這次詢問，趙向晚輕聲道：“師兄，讓我來問問吧？”
朱飛鵬頓時來了精神，将手中做筆錄的本子遞給趙向晚：“好，你來！”
趙向晚接過本子，攤開在膝上，右手旋開鋼筆筆帽，寫下第一個名字。
——衛經理。
“今天我們出發時遇到星市日報法律專刊的楊記者，他找我們打聽最近有什麽離奇的案子。”
趙向晚仿佛在拉家常，聽得朱飛鵬一頭霧水。我們有見過楊記者嗎？什麽時候的事？
記者！衛經理吓得冒出一身冷汗，聲音急促地說：“案件還沒偵破呢，怎麽就有記者打聽？”
“記者也要吃飯的嘛。”
趙向晚沒有擡眼看她，依舊低頭看着本子，自顧自地寫了一行字，神情淡淡的。
“一個酒店常客，兩年時間內開房次數83次，酒店員工竟然不知道和她私會的男人是誰，說出去誰能信？如果你們不願意配合我們，那不如讓楊記者過來報道一下？”
Zhao Xiangwan spoke threatening words calmly. Manager Wei felt uneasy and stretched his neck to see what she wrote in the notebook.
Zhao Xiangwan seemed to have telepathic perception. He quickly covered the notebook with his left hand, raised his head and looked at Manager Wei seriously: "We have rules and keep it confidential!"
Manager Wei was struggling with his thoughts, his expression was a little tangled. The policewoman in front of him looked young, but he didn't expect her to be so powerful. She caught his soft spot with just one sentence!
Cooperate with the police, or there will be the danger of exposing the hotel's involvement in prostitution; but if you don't cooperate with the police, what if they get upset and leak the secret to the reporters who are eager to make the matter bigger and bigger? Then when the reporters come and report it, the hotel will be completely finished!
Those prostitutes who often came to the hotel to entertain guests disappeared overnight. The income from these regular customers accounted for 20% of the hotel's total annual revenue, plus they could still make a little money privately... the loss was too great.
Manager Wei thought about it for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Well, I have to discuss this with the boss first."
Zhao Xiangwan certainly knew what he was thinking, but she didn't show it and nodded slightly.
As soon as Manager Wei left, Zhu Feipeng approached her and curiously tried to pull her hand away from the notebook.
Zhao Xiangwan reacted quickly by moving his hands to the right, moving the notebook two inches away, and glanced at Zhu Feipeng.
There was a hint of coldness in her eyes. Zhu Feipeng withdrew his hand awkwardly and scratched his head. "Junior Sister is good in every other aspect except this... She is too serious and hard to get close to."
He Mingyu bent down and asked softly, "What did you write?"
Zhao Xiangwan moved his hand away from the notebook, revealing a line of beautiful handwriting on it.
——Collective lying.
He Mingyu's mouth formed an O shape: "So, they were all lying?"
Zhao Xiangwan hummed, "Manager Wei's eyes flickered, and the employees below would subconsciously look at him when answering questions. From time to time, they would touch their noses or bite their lips. These are all micro-expressions when they are lying."
The corner of his mouth tilted towards □□, and Zhu Feipeng subconsciously tilted his nose.
Zhao Xiangwan added: "A crooked nose indicates distrust."
Zhu Feipeng pinched his nose involuntarily.
Zhao Xiangwan: "Pinching the nose is usually to cover up the inner confusion."
He Mingyu saw it clearly from the side, raised his hand and patted Zhu Feipeng on the arm: "Haven't you ever seen Zhao Xiangwan's ability? How dare you not believe it!"
Zhu Feipeng finally reacted and said seriously: "No, no, no, I believe it." Then he slapped his thigh and said: "Great~ They dared to lie collectively? If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished!"
The entire serious crime team was busy with this case, but they didn't expect that the hotel manager and employees were all lying. He Mingyu was furious: "Huh! They actually wanted to hide the truth. There must be something wrong with the hotel!"
Zhao Xiangwan glanced at He Mingyu and nodded gently: "When I just sorted out the hotel's guest list for the past six months, I found that many of them were regular customers, all young women. There is a sign advertising the hourly room business hanging at the door of the hotel. Did you notice it?"
After hearing this, what else did He Mingyu not understand? She gritted her teeth and said, "Prostitute? Okay, I'll go back and tell the anti-prostitution team to clean up this hotel!"
Zhu Feipeng was also an experienced criminal policeman, so he understood immediately. He rubbed his hands, and his expression showed some excitement that he couldn't suppress: "Collective lying? I'll teach them a lesson!"
There was a noise at the door. Zhao Xiangwan raised a finger, put it to his lips, and gave a look to He Mingyu and Zhu Feipeng.
The two nodded slightly and kept silent. No matter whether Weng Pingfang dated one or more lovers every week, the most important thing was to find out the man she had seen before her death. As for giving credit to the anti-pornography team? Let's talk about it after the case is solved.
The door was pushed open and Manager Wei walked in with a cell phone.
He smiled and became very attentive, completely different from his previous attitude: "If the three officers have anything to ask, just ask. I promise to cooperate. I just hope... that this matter can be kept confidential and that the fact that a murder occurred in our hotel should not be disclosed to the reporters."
Zhu Feipeng and He Mingyu looked at Zhao Xiangwan at the same time.
Although Zhao Xiangwan is just an intern and only 18 years old, she somehow has a calm and resolute temperament that makes people believe in her.
Zhao Xiangwan raised his eyes and looked at Manager Wei, with a half-smile on his face: "If you had cooperated earlier, there would be no need for this."
She neither promised to keep it a secret nor refused outright, which made Manager Wei a little nervous. He quickly said to the employees standing in the corridor waiting for the police to question them: "You must cooperate with the police to solve the case. No more secrets are allowed! Tell us what you have and tell us what you know. Employees who provide important clues will receive an extra 10% bonus this month."
The hotel employees looked at each other, seeming a little hesitant.
[Didn’t the manager just tell us not to reveal any customer information? ]
[Is this true? Can I get a reward for providing clues? ]
[You're not just pretending in front of the police, are you? Should I tell you or not?]
Zhao Xiangwan glanced at the duty roster and called out the names in a concise and forceful manner: "If you have something to say, please say it. Don't hide anything."
Zhao Xiangwan's expression was serious and his eyes were sharp. The hotel employees were worried, and since their leader had spoken, they naturally had no more secrets.
"Weng Pingfang usually comes to stay overnight on Saturdays, but she comes less often in May, August and during the Chinese New Year. She only brings a small bag with her every time she comes, and no change of clothes."
"It was Weng Pingfang who used her ID card to book the room. The man never registered at the front desk. However... we secretly noticed that he was a middle-aged man dressed very elegantly."
"Yes, it's always been that one. I've run into him a few times in the corridor when I was cleaning the rooms. He was wearing a hat and his collar was turned up, so I couldn't see his face very clearly. He must be quite old and very impressive."
"Weng Pingfang comes here often, and everyone is familiar with her. Although she usually ignores people with a cold face, we are also curious and want to know who the man she is dating is. If he is a decent person, who would only meet in the hotel for such a long time? It must be an underground affair. Sister Cui, the cleaning lady, has met that man, and I have seen him a few times. He is in his forties, tall, with long arms and legs, well-dressed, and very clean."
"That man is obviously an official. Oh, by the way, one time when I was delivering food to the second floor, I happened to see Weng Pingfang opening the door to welcome him in. She immediately gave him a hug. She was so affectionate, wow."
"As for the appearance..."
"He covered his face very carefully. I only saw his eyes. They were long and the corners of his eyes were tilted upwards. He looked very stern when he looked at people. I didn't dare to look at him for too long."
"I've seen his forehead. It's broad. You can tell at a glance that he's a smart man."
"Her lips are a bit thin, and she often purses them when she's not talking. She looks unapproachable."
The waiters spoke in quick succession, but unfortunately, their descriptions were fragmentary and could not form a complete portrait.
Zhao Xiangwan and the other two looked at each other.
He Mingyu sighed: "No one has ever seen that person's entire face. Even the best portrait artist can't draw it based on these fragmented descriptions."
Zhu Feipeng spread his hands, feeling that the situation was a bit tricky: "Don't mention it. Our provincial department doesn't even have the position of portrait painter. Last year, Captain Xu went to Shandong Province for a meeting and exchange. He saw that their provincial department had established a criminal technology center with a dedicated person engaged in criminal portrait work, which was very helpful in assisting in solving cases. After returning, he reported to the leadership and hoped that our bureau would also recruit a portrait painter, but the bureau did not agree, saying that our provincial public security university did not offer a criminal portrait major and such talents were scarce."
Zhao Xiangwan and two other people returned to the bureau with their investigation results.
After listening to their report, Xu Songling's eyebrows were twisted into a line: "Tall, narrow eyes, upturned eyes, a sense of majesty, broad forehead, thin lips... There are no particularly prominent facial features, how to find someone?"
The serious crime team was having a headache when Deputy Director Peng Kang, who was in charge of criminal cases, walked into the office with a jubilant look on his face: "Old Xu, I have good news for you!"
Xu Songling: "What good news?"
Peng Kang laughed: "Didn't you always tell me that you wanted to recruit a criminal portrait artist in the bureau? I will assign one to your Serious Crime Unit 1 right now!"
Xu Songling was so surprised that he fell asleep on the pillow. He didn't think about why he was assigned to the Serious Case Unit instead of the overall team. He grabbed Peng Kang's hand and shook it excitedly: "Great! Great! We were just worrying about how to find Weng Pingfang's lover. Director Peng, this is really a timely relief."
Peng Kang pulled his hand back vigorously and coughed: "Well... the other party has a condition."
Xu Songling now only wanted the portrait painter to be in place immediately, and said nonchalantly: "No matter what the conditions are, as long as he is willing to come, I will agree."